Shattered jewels reign fire,
Metal pierces breast,
Asunder we are,
Punctured and failling,
Life ebbs away,
Souls alight in torment,
Panic chokes breath away,
Slice by slice,
Fate is sealed...
Sangria taints water,
The Lonely TravelerI have travelled far and wide.The Lonely Traveler5 years ago in Concrete Poetry More Like This
In search of peace beside.
I have seen creatures big and strange.
From creepy crawlers to trees and grange.
I have seen beautiful women all around.
In search of love, nowhere to be found.
I have seen birds that sing all day.
Their song without a scar or nay.
I have seen men risking their lives in honor.
Their brides sitting and crying in a corner.
I have seen babies crying for a drop of milk.
Covered in some old ladies warm silk.
I have seen children play in their darkest hour.
Even though dead are their mother and father.
I have seen people cry for silly things.
For a bottle of whisky or a bee sting.
I have seen a world of endless possibilities.
But not men with simple abilities.
In this miniscule world of glitz and fashion.
Not even one heart with an endless passion.
The Circus.Welcome, welcome, boys and girls toThe Circus.5 years ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
The greatest show you'll ever see.
This man is insane; please push to get in,
Ten percent off per wicked grin,
Fifteen for every deadly sin,
This man is here for the devil within.
Come watch, come watch, now don't delay
The gun at his head ain't got all day,
This is his first and only stay,
Please, everybody, right this way.
See that look upon his face?
From eyes to ears? That's pure disgrace!
His trembling lips can sense the taste
Of a soon-to-come bloody embrace.
This is the new entertainment
Brains for blood for lives for payment.
Jesus SaidJesus saidJesus Said5 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
You can let go
I don't know
You need to love them
I want to, but when?
I forgave them, you need to
How can I, when my faith is new?
I will help you
How often will you help me to?
Show me the way
Without You, I could forgive none
Come to me
I come, my Lord, You set me free
Cold Season I like the sparkling powdered-sugar look of the trees, the roads, the houses....I like the way soft puffs of visable breath appear when engaged in colloquy with friends or family....I like the crisp chill of the air, the fashions of Winter, the music, the art, the beauty....Winter is not a time of darkness and frigidness; no, it is a chapter of breathlessness in the biography of Mother Nature and God....it is crystal frost....it is Jack Winter....Cold Season4 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
God-Given OpportunitiesGod doesn't give us courage,God-Given Opportunities4 years ago in Urban & Spoken Word More Like This
He gives us opportunities to be courageous.
God doesn't give us bravery,
He gives us opportunities to be brave.
God doesn't give us kindness,
He gives us opportunitites to be kind.
God doesn't give us love,
He gives us opportunities to find it.
Me vs. Twilight HatersThis is much needed it explains so much .you want to make more arguments? Go ahead. Ill be happy to argue back.Me vs. Twilight Haters5 years ago in Fan Fiction More Like This
Twilight Hater: VAMPIRES DONT SPARKLE!
Me: Really? Well have you met a vampire ? Because if you have then you would know if it sparkles or blows up or burns or whatever. If you met a real vampire let me know.
Hater: Half of my brain died when I read Twilight
Me: Well one Im shocked that you have a brain. And two, you pretty much just called yourself stupid, because now you have half a brain. And three, books cant kill half of your brain. Thats impossible. Unless the book had a gun, and shot half of your brain out, then I dont think so.
Hater: Edward is a 107 year old virgin
Me: Ha-ha. This one makes me laugh the most. Its a book people not real. And so what? Hes a 107 virgin, if you really care so much about his virginity then you have serious issues
With This RingWith this ringWith This Ring4 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
I, thee, wed.
Life as you knew it
Is now dead.
I take thee soul
And make it mine.
When you met me
You could not see the sign.
You will never talk
To another man
You say I can not control that
But, Oh, yes I can.
I must know who
You are talking to on the phone
You will learn quickly
My commanding tone.
You will not argue
Or take a stand
If you try
Welcome to the back of my hand.
The preacher said
"Your bride you may now kiss."
Oh, my darling,
Welcome to wedded bliss.
Jesus on the crossThe wood against my bare body,Jesus on the cross5 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
One small movement,
And hundreds of splinters pierce into my back.
That what I worked with all my life,
That gave me pleasure and satisfaction,
Is the source of my pain.
As have the people that I have worked with all my life,
Have ran away,
Causing me pain and disappointment.
I look down at the soldiers,
Piercing my side,
Giving me vinegar when I need water,
Casting lots for my garments,
They are nothing but pawns following their orders.
I look at my fellow Jews,
Spitting on my feet,
Cursing me as if I was a criminal.
I think of my closest friends,
Peter who has denied knowing me,
Judas who betrayed me with a kiss
All of my friends,
Scattered like mice,
Hiding from what is happening.
I look at my mother,
The women who followed me,
And my beloved disciple.
Tears streaming down their faces.
I remember the good times I had with them.
And the tender touches.
Though the wood and the p
To My MotherShe was innocent and sweet,To My Mother4 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
Bursts of giggles warmed each cheek.
Not a worry crossed her face,
A porcelain feature wrapped in lace.
Her high pitch voice as she sings,
About all kinds of joyful things.
She sits and plays beneath the tree,
A fragile porcelain doll was she.
As days turned slowly into years,
Her giggles were exchanged with tears.
A young teen she was with a gentle heart,
Had fallen in love but was torn apart.
He took her sweet, innocent smile,
And exchanged it for a different style.
But soon she realized life goes on,
And learned to sing a different song.
She taught herself how to erase,
And start again; just with more grace.
Now as days have past she's grown,
And has a family of her own.
Her husband protects her from all harm,
Her son is full of his father's charm.
And both daughters will sit and play,
Chasing and singing the day away.
And like their mother they will learn,
About how life has twists and turns.
But no matter how hard it gets,
Their mothers' love they won't
The Magic of MothersThey brought us into this worldThe Magic of Mothers4 years ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
They made us who we are
When we are lost and confused,
They are our guiding star
They lift us up when we're down
They wipe away our tears
Their kisses banish boo-boos
Their love consoles our fears
They serve as our sure fortress
Our shelter from the storm
When all else is dark and cold,
They keep us safe and warm
How can you ever explain
The magic of mothers?
Mothers are a miracle
Unlike any other
The Second BiteHurt hurt hurt hurtThe Second Bite6 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
I cant lean
I cant lean cause youre already
I cant ask
Cause Im already the
You just cant see it
I swear it
but I cant tell you
I wont beg you to hold me
I wont let you know
I need you
Its too bad you broke my
Such a long time ago
I could be dying</i>
and youd never know
How could you?
But do you hurt?
Its the masochists game of
Dig deeper until even you can feel
Pull me, tug me
Draw me around the ring
Until Im covered in dust
When I cant scream
My mouth is dry
When I cant see
My eyes are full
Stomp me into the hard ground
Let out the blood
With your sharp hooves
What choice do I have?
They already know
Did you see the guilt?
Ive whispered it
They Don't Understand MeShe once wasThey Don't Understand Me4 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
To our daughter
She once was
That I could chat with
And ponder about
She once was
A shy woman
With deep brown eyes
And the most caring of
She once held
A book in her
She would say that
You never know
When a good opportunity
Will present itself
I was never sure if she
Meant one to read in or
She once had my
Whether from a long
Day at work
Or just because
But one day,
I found her lying
On the floor
With tears falling
From her eyes
Where she said she
Couldn't take it anymore
And I asked her
What she meant
She replied in the
Softest of tones
I can't take
I can't stand to listen...
Make them stop
I stood up straight
Holding me still
As I realized just
What had to be done...
...So that coming Monday,
I walked with her down
The ground felt cold
Beneath my feet,
Even though I wore
The air felt constricting
As if it was cutting off
.Anxiety.Anxiety, Anxiety,.Anxiety.4 years ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
Creeping up to capture me
Go away and leave me be.
Sudden chills, Lack of pills,
It's fear like this that always kills,
Sudden chills, Lack of pills,
Leave now before the bottle spills.
Panting now, Breathing loud,
Happiness is not allowed,
Panting now, Breathing loud,
Be gone before there comes a crowd.
The room will spin, Room will spin,
There is no way for me to win,
The room will spin, Room will spin,
Why did this fear even begin?
YouYour eyes see into meYou5 years ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
like lightning striking twice
hidden beneath the depths of emotion
into the wake of a storm
whispered veils of silk and sensuality
summoned to dance the dance of night
passion steals through me
But still you see ..
You whisper into me
like soft kisses in a misty breeze
hidden beneath promises that you can't keep
into the ether of eternity
veiled temptation and discordance
summoned to the edge of understanding
sunset settles on my soul
But still you whisper..
You echo through me
like hate on a stormy night
hidden beneath the words of a sibyl
into the dying euphoria
blessed curses and swirling light
summoned to the side of the dying
blackness steals through me
But still you echo..
The Limelight FleetingIts happily ever afterThe Limelight Fleeting6 years ago in Songs & Lyrics More Like This
but our stories just begun
Real life only really starts
Once our hero has won
Her face is held in her hands
And his hands are clenched in fists
The nightmares have set in
And while they sleep, they turn and twist.
Theyve got this lonely feeling
That they never could explain
And while shes waiting up for him
Hes sipping cheap champagne
We always thought wed make it through
We never could admit the truth
This sadness that we never knew
Has robbed us of our naive youth
Theyre fighting for that feeling
But they only end up screaming
He tells her to get out and pack her bags
Shes tense; her mind is reeling
And her tears have her eyes gleaming
She fills her suitcase full and then she struggles as it drags
She slams the door behind her
And he throws the picture frame
Collapses on the couch and sighs
Some hero he became
She falls into a bus seat
And she leaves her life behind
Some heroine she is
When she cant even sav
maps don't give destinationsI stopped knowing how to respond to your twisted approach with pretty words when they made me listen with two ears, two lungs and a heart. It became habit to lose every sense except how to feel when I was near you. My fingers would form four legged spiders and reach across every expanse of your body. At times I would hold my hands up and you would hold yours. Without making skin converse with skin we still could feel every heartbeat, every breath, every future.maps don't give destinations5 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
My sister called us lovers in a dangerous time like that song we could never remember the name of. You said no, we're nothing like that. You said we're the cracks in the foundation, the stains in the carpet. We're all the things that will never go away, never fade. We're the connection no one expects, but the one that's impossible to create gaps in. When we are ten feet apart with a crowd setting the barrier,somehow it feels like we're holding hands with red ribbons attached to our wrists.
When we're lying under thin blanket